Chapter 644 – The Grand Finale

Lan Lidona was an orphan.

He had been wandering the streets of the Vatican since he was a child, and he didn’t know his birth; all he knew was that he had an unmarried mother who had died not long ago, unable to cope with the world’s whispers. Since then, he’s been wandering the joints, begging for a living. There is no denying that Lan Lidona is handsome, despite his young age, anyone can tell that in the future he will be a handsome man, compared to his handsome appearance, his inner maturity is unknown, except for a girl who is dependent on him, a girl called Saint Lou, as pure as the dewdrops of the early morning, clean and free of impurities, her eyes cleansing Lan Lidona’s heart of all negativities.

Both preferred the holy and unblemished atmosphere of the church, and they would listen to Father Ollie’s prayers right on time in the corner of the Holy Paradise Church.

Father Ollie was a kindly old man with the wisdom of an old man and compassion for everything.

He was a spiritual support to both Langley Dona and St. Lou, not just providing for the material needs of the two, but teaching them to read and write and to keep learning. He taught the two to be strong and compassionate, he taught them not to give up on life, he taught them to desire the beauty of the world, and he didn’t transmit too many teachings, but just kept conveying the beauty of humanity.

“There is a power in every human heart that persists in their goodness, so don’t give up on what you are.”

Today, Fr. Ollie taught the two as he had always done.

Langley Dona listened carefully, thinking that each of Father Ollie’s words were aphorisms that he wanted to keep in mind.

“Dona.” Father Ollie interrupted Langley Dona’s musings and said kindly, “Lady Mary needs your help.”

“Father, I’ll be right there.” Lan Lidona knew that this was help for Mrs. Mary, the lost elderly.

Saint Lou did not follow, she had to make a good meal and wait for Lan Lidona to come back, in her eyes, Lan Lidona’s everything was everything to her, Lan Lidona was her whole world. Lanidona patted her on the head and bounced away while Father Ollie cleaned the church with St. Lou, they were going to clear the church of all dust.

A gunshot rang out.

Shattering the peace of this wonderful world.

The fountain of sin consumed the mercy in the church.

After Langley Donner dragged his rather tired body back to the church, he was shocked to realize that his world had collapsed.

St. Lou was down in a pool of blood, Father Ollie was still guarding her, only the poor priest had not long to live, and as Lan Lidona broke through the police blockade, he ran numbly to the priest’s body, and looking at Father Ollie’s pale face, he felt that everything was a deception. The world was full of sin and they needed to be cleansed and punished by God.

“The power that comes from hatred is humble, only by holding on to your inner beliefs can these powers allow you to stand at the pinnacle of this world.” Father Ollie dragged his last breath and said gruffly, “Don’t let hatred become your faith, that way you will only kill big, you have to remember that your power comes from the heart, only treat this world with your heart.”

Father Ollie’s finger pointed at his heart, but it didn’t last long and slowly fell to the ground.

Looking at his family, the flames in Llanidona’s heart had covered his entire body, he didn’t take the priest’s words in, all he knew was that the girl he loved the most was dead, the old man he respected the most was dead.

In St. Lou’s hand, he still held a golden coin.

It had been given to him by his mother, and he had given it to St. Lou, wishing her a lifetime of peace.

He saw the criminal in police custody, a smile still hanging on his evil face, his eyes grew deeper and deeper, azure eyes, but a white-golden flame appeared, anger, hatred, rage, all of them were burned by white-golden flames, and with a roar up to the sky, the criminal was burned by white flames in no time at all, the same including the beautiful church.

Everyone was fleeing desperately, they couldn’t care about the roaring child and the criminals wailing in the flames.

It was the sacred white and gold flames, only this time they were full of vengeance.

The police were horrified to realize that their water could not douse these flames, it only made them grow stronger.

Out of the panicked crowd came a man with black hair and eyes, he was from China, mysterious and awe-inspiring.

He did not hear the sound of others blocking the way, quiet as no one in the territory of the church into the burning white flames, in his body around, filled with a strange energy, the flames can not get close to him in the slightest.

In the church, the boy holding the girl’s body, leaning in the arms of the dead old man, numbly watching the flames continue to burn.

Gradually, he felt a strange aura grow large, which made him feel familiar.

He raised his head and saw a Chinese man with black hair and black eyes, his eyes were like the abyss of hell, which created a huge magnetic induction under the collision of his white-gold eyes.

“Now you, haven’t you grown up yet?” The man sat on a side chair.

“Who are you?” The boy asked in disbelief.

“I’ve been waiting for you for ten years.” Without answering his question, the man looked at the girl’s body and said, “Did you love her?”

“Love.” The boy gently stroked the girl’s face and said.

“Then live well.” The man smiled, perhaps to himself, and said, “I also loved a girl, and she died, in my arms, and no one felt pity for me, no one mourned for me, only the constant struggle in my own heart.”

“I want to live.”

The boy looked at the girl’s face and said in a deep voice.

Now he wasn’t just a boy, he was still the strongest person who once held the lifeblood of the Earth.

His heart was awakening, his power was exploding, and he was getting back on his feet, standing at the pinnacle of this world and controlling the destiny of this Earth.

“Why do people have evil?”

“There is light and there is darkness.” The man said, “Dusk is but a moment.”

“Can I save her?” The boy continued to ask.

“She has more power within her than you or I can imagine.” The man said, “Love can turn a weak and humble man into a god of the world, the same way it can make you a young girl grow to amazing proportions, only you can save him, when you have mastered your own power, only you can awaken her sleeping heart.”

“Why do you want to help me?”

“I expect you to be strong, not to be sad inside.” The man rose and said, “Grief will not make you strong, only hope can. It is when you harbor hope that you realize that there is so much more to stop.”

“Hope.” The boy murmured, looking at the girl in his arms, the corners of his mouth lifting into a smile.

When he was looking up, the man was gone.

After the flames burned out, the church disappeared into thin air, there was only an empty field, no ruins, it seemed that everything was burned clean, people only found the body of an old man, but no trace of the man and woman, no one knew where they went.

“Holy Dew, you’ll wake up.” Lanidona looked to the east and smiled, “There, and in hell, we have a duel.”